The Quiet Ceased

Sali the man of the Pacific Coast waits quietly for the rains to come Every autumn lets his face grow long When the air mists he breaths When he exhales a breath that has waited Walks till his feet grow strong Walks till his legs grow long And he lives What's this I have metal in my bones What a bliss I have verse and four lobes It is here and it lives again The whole city sighed And the pavement released The clouds opened up And the quiet ceased Rain rain slow and low as Pete and Woody in harmony Path laid in front of me and the traffic clear All of these cars and their drivers pass by with their noise and their urgency Drifting inevitably toward fear Not me I have metal in my bones Not this I have verse and four lobes It is here and it lives again A breath and a sigh And a lasting release The clouds opened up And the quiet ceased